”Hey Maka, we should take her to Lord Death. He might be of some help.” Soul suggested, leaning against the wall.
”That’s a good idea, Soul. We should bring her as soon as she can stand.” Maka put her hand to her chest, nodding at Soul.
(Lord Death? What kind of scary ass name is that? And what would a scary sounding guy like that do to a pathetic weakling like me? It just keeps getting worse!) You cried in your head. The last thing you could remember was going to sleep in your bed back in (y/c). Now you have no idea where you were or what to do.
”I think that’s a great idea.” Nygus said, still looking over the clipboard.
”Um, can I ask a question?” You looked over at the three of them.
”Have you seen a (f/c) pair of glasses lying around? There mine and I kind of need them.” You asked.
”Hmh, you mean these?” Soul asked, putting your glasses on your face.
”Yes! Thank you! Oh my god I thought I would never see again!” You yelled in joy.
(Wow, I’m regaining strength kinda fast. Is this normal?) Everything seemed kind of weird, what was one more thing?
Soul looked at you and grinned, revealing sharp, shark like teeth. You were shocked. This whole thing was starting to freak you out a bit. No need to keep thinking about that though; if you kept healing at this rate, you were going to have to see that “Lord Death” by the afternoon!
”Hey, these are your too, rite?” Soul asked, handing you your phone and iPod.
”Yeah, thanks.” You replied, trying to resist the urge to reach a hand out and grab them. How long could you last without them catching on, you wondered. No matter, maybe it would be better if you just went, get it over with. Maka and Soul left the room and Nygus was letting you take a rest while she went to go check on some other students. You grab your earbuds and blast some (f/m). After that, you couldn’t help but drift off to sleep. As you drifted into darkness, you begun to see images of a silver haired man, looking to be about 50, with scars on his body and clothes. That wasn’t what scared you. He had a huge screw sticking out of his head, and was walking towards you saying “I think I’ll dissect you now.” You woke up screaming, only to the man in your nightmare looming above you. You screamed even louder, smacked him and hid under your covers.
”Well would you look at that. She smacked me.” The old mad said, smiling and adjusting his screw. You laid in fetal position until you heard Nygus running into the room.
”Nygus help! He wants to dissect me!” You screamed, pointing and the man.
”I never said that out loud...” The man looked down at the ground, slightly disappointed.
”Stine, I don’t think this is the best place for you right now. I would like it if you left.” Nygus defended you, asking the creep to leave.
Stine walked out of the room, with a sad look on his face.
”Thanks, Nygus.” You said.
”No problem. And please don’t hate him; he’s actually sweet when you get to know him. He just has... An obsession with dissection...” She said while fixing your pillow.
You sighed. Maybe now would be a good time to see Lord Death? Although, you weren’t sure of just how much more weirdness you could take...
”Hey, Nygus.” You looked over to the window.
”After Soul and Maka get out of class, can we go see Lord Death?” You asked.
”Sure, I don’t see any harm in that. Just as long as you can walk unsupported.” She said, looking at you.
~~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~~
After Maka and Soul got out of class, they helped you head over to the Death Room. Once you got there, Maka walked up to a mirror and made it foggy.
”42-42-564, whenever you wanna knock on Death’s door.” She said, writing a number in the fog. Before your eyes, a tall black figure with a skull mask showed up in mirror.
”Hey! Hi! Wassup~~?” The figure asked, two big white hands coming out of his side.
(I can already tell I’m ganna like this guy.) You thought.
”Hello Lord Death!” Maka said with a big smile on her face.
”We came to show you...” Maka cut herself off.
”I’m so sorry! I forgot to ask you your name!” She yelled, bowing in front of you.
”Oh! Don’t worry about it! My name is _____!” You shouted. Trying to make her feel better.
”Well, _____, it’s nice to mea’cha! I’m Death, head of the DWMA~~!” He said in a peppy tune.
After explaining what was going on, and your lack of memories (leaving out your nightmare about Stine) Lord Death had come to a conclusion.
”Well _____, it looks like we’re just going to have to enroll you in the academy~<3!” He shouted.
”I’m sorry, what? Isn’t this school for gifted students? Last time I checked, I was average...” You said, looking at the ground.
”Yes, but we need to keep an eye on you. We don’t know what happened to you or how you got here. It would be better safe than sorry.” Lord Death demanded.
He was right. At least here you could find answers. You accept Deaths offer and stay with Maka and Soul until you find a place of your own. The first day of school awaits!
